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The set of old postal shelves by the front door at the kennel are Rocking Dog’s dusty secret! This display unit is often just too difficult to contemplate when I occasionally flit around with the duster. It is the depository for everything small and vaguely attractive.

I bought the shelves on a visit to Walcot Street, Bath about 25 years ago. I purchased this piece together with an old pine cello case. No, I don’t play the cello or indeed any instrument whatsoever. They were cheap. The postal rack has probably come from a factory or office and is pretty rough and ready, but I do sort of love it.

The contents are a mixture of kitsch, throw away, macabre, twee and sentimental. I love my dad Doug’s little metal scoop which he’d made at Kelso High School about 75 years ago. How lovely that his mum carefully kept it, and then that it survived one of my Mum’s decluttering binges!

Another of my dad’s treasures is the little dice throwing cup made of painted wood and aspires to being Chinese. Meanwhile my mum is represented by a little coil pot that she possibly made at teaching college. I feel the silver monogram napkin rings also symbolise my mum. We used napkins regularly, they were bound with old bone napkin rings with appropriate monograms. Very Hyacinth!

I really don’t know how the plaster dentistry casts have survived a cull. They represent years of orthodental treatment for one of the brood, and various dentistry for Andyman. Incidentally I met him as a result of dental work- he’d broken his jaw which was uncomfortably wired. I was a nurse on the surgical ward and well … the rest is history!

Lots of little dogs hide in one of the cubby holes, a mad mix of flock, of lead, china, plastic and wood. Anything vaguely Fox Terrier ticks all the boxes for me!

Some of the dusty treasures have been bought back from our travels. There’s a bisque bride and groom which would have graced a French Wedding Cake in the 1930’s perhaps. I bought the handsome marital pair in the beautiful coastal town of Honfleur. Then there’s the sweet little old black rag doll. I love her beautifully hand stitched clothes and painted toothy grin. I bought her in Seattle when we did a holiday house exchange. She came with the wooden watermelon wedge but I don’t know if they have always been paired.

The 1930’s napkin creatures are made from bakelite and bought from a jumble sale. I haven’t used them for neatly rolled napkins… but maybe one day!